His body is like a wrestler. His usual dress is a short vest and a dhoti. The dhoti is tied in such a way that his dick and balls hang in a sort of po...ch in the front. The size of this pouch is almost like a medium sized papaya. Yes, his dick is about 6” when it is loose and his balls are the size of mangoes. As he is the zamindar, any female in the village has to be at his beck and call. He is always horny and ready for a fuck. He has 3 wives – the youngest is 15.This is the story he told me. Sensei finished telling his story, then, since class was about to run over time, nodded to his black belts to resume their positions at the side of the class. The senior brown belt present called for the various bows, Sensei clapped sharply twice to dismiss us, and the dojo broke out in conversation as everyone made their way back to the lockers and water fountains. I pulled my waist-length blonde hair out of its sweaty twist and started to shake it out. ‘Audra.’ I turned to see Sensei. I did not talk anything and dropped her at her place in the night she called me and said this is the first time she had hugged a guy.I too started talking to her and slowly we became very close to each other. A few days later she came to my house and I proposed to her. She too accepted and we started kissing each other. I tried to place my hands over her boobs but she consistently tried avoiding it and then she let in And I tried to take them out from the top of salvar. She said it won’t come. As I softened she pushed my cock out followed by our mix of cum and juice, the zipping and buckling me up, got off and we departed that scene as quick as we could ,running off laughing holding hands back to the car. As we drove darkness was setting in, she reached across kissed me then unzipped me bent down and licked & sucked our fresh love juices “ mmmm that’s one of my favorite tastes” she murmured. Into the city we drove, “Lets have a look at it from some of the hi-rise car-parks” my lady.